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My ears are still ringing, but hey, I can make out what they’re talking about now.
The chief of police (what was his name again??) is holding about 7 or 8 missing persons folders and Moon (my sweet dumbass of a work husband) is trying to console him.
Very badly.
Actually, this entire thing was his fault.
I stand up, grab two manilla folders (From the chief’s hands I might add), and smack each on the sides of the much taller animatronic’s head.
“WHAT ARE YOU?!” I quite honestly scream, which shuts up everyone as he lowers his head to my tiny 4’11 stature..
“An idiot sandwich…” He tries to mumble it, but I whack him with a folder.
“An idiot sandwich!” He doesn’t even cross his arms as I hand the folders back to the chief and proceed to drag Moon out by his ear.
“You idiot! Podrías haber hecho que killed, cabrón, I should have Sun bloquea la computadora de ti, pequeño-” My angry ranting is cut off by him picking me up and shoving his head into the crook of my neck. I sigh, and lean into him.
“Ay, mi amor, the police can see.” I pat the back of his head, as that’s all I can reach, and his grip tightens marginally.
“Can’t see, don’t care.” I roll my eyes, sighing. This bastardo will be the end of me, I swear…
“ Mi amor. Put me down. Now. ” I hear him whine, but he complies and sets me on my feet. I turn around, hands on my hips, staring him down.
He starts fidgeting.
I stare harder.
He turns his head to the side.
I laugh and smack the back of his head.
“Te quiero mucho, mi dulce idiota.”
He pouts, and I laugh harder.